Our city had another cranky law. If a man took a measly pig into market, he was fined and his pig taken from him and burned on the Square, and he had to pay for the wood to burn it.

THE TENANT LEAGUE

I remember our Tenant League. In Lot twenty—nine, Sixty-seven and Wiltshire united into one army to fight the landlords against paying any more rent. Horns and pitchforks were the weapons to drive the con- stables and sheriffs off their premises. I saw a small army marching from Hampton to the Sherren Road, up to Kelly’s Cross, then to Duns— ford’s mill with Cutcliffe Band. Charlie Dunsford was in the band, and I think he is the only one alive today of that band.

Captain Clow had another army, two hundred strong. He marched them into town, defying the law of the Island. He was taken prisoner, and I think put in jail. His army was scattered and sent back to the country. Our governor then sent to Halifax for a small army of soldiers. Captain Cross came at once with a company of Red Coats. They had to sleep in canvas tents. It was in the spring of the year, as I was in town and I went down to the drill shed to see them — all good—looking men, dressed in red coats. I saw one of them marching up and down on duty with his rifle and bayonet on his back, glittering in the sun. Well. we had to feed them and build houses for them in the coming winter.

It cost the Island a lot of money, and no good came out of it. Then our Island was given away to Canada, and Canada bought Cranand lot out from our landlady and our farmers were free of rent. Put now our taxes are higher than our rent, and we had to pay one dollar and forty— five cents an acre ourselves to help the government to buy it out.

LAUNCHING

Well I remember my boyhood days in Cranaud. I liked to be on the seashore and the river. I remember going to the first launch Which was on our river, on the church ground, by Captain T‘urnb-u‘l. It was a vessel built by James Collet and brothers. She was masted but 1...: no sails. She just got off into the river as we got down. They ha‘, a r'ook- house built, and roasted a little big for their “41th dinner. “"“or "boy pulled their vessel down to Crapaud wharf.

A little boat was left at the cock—house so we went in f " "Mod sail, five of us, and we had only one pole to steer our l“oat wi“ 0“ l ‘he high tide was running out very strong. It was our first boatir" or ‘ as We had no power to land the boa’r rm +110 shew" “-n crave 0i1rs""’* as lost. Mark Best pulled off his Sunday shoes 9rd stockings pr ‘ ‘< and out of the boat up to his armpits in water, and left his shoes on the stern of the boat. George Percival also made a desperate spring on“ W " ‘ nlf upset the boat, and Mark’s shoes went overboard. and he had to "A 1"“"‘le barefooted.

We three landed in Snow’s Creek. whore """ tied up 0"" e“d got home about four o’clock, safe and sound “ow the last ”W“ ' MW Captain Collet was at Hall’s Wharf whore 1“ “M ”Hm! i“ M ' “P ‘3» load of oatmeal in his vessel for Tobn Stordy for the Qaint J 01”“ ' ' r‘ t I was. on board of her and saw her 10“" ”m "J” ““1 “ail 3" """ ‘ ' "“V', out to the harbor. That was the last time T "M" them. an”1 7 " "as very next fall, the vessel and all hands were los‘ at era. and Cr“ ‘ ' “""W

them no more. The neYt launch was on Palmer’s shore “’here the coal Shed i" now. I saw the vessel getting her first dip, and T “m in her. I n r

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